Since I’m already in a metaphorical self-harm spiral since I learned they put you on pills if they notice real scars on your wrist… I’m gonna indulge myself a bit more and tell a bit more of my story before the endorphins run outt…
So, there was this guy at work
Before I get to that
I was really badly triggered today, so much so I “came out” about my history of…”SA” for the sensitive generation (me..
Anyways, I was swinging like mace all night, feeling a lot better for being able to be honest, then the realizations hitting again, again & again…
Anyways, this older gentleman, I’ll mention he was Black for no particular reason…he saw my eyes, and asked if I was ok; i stared at him; his kind concern turned to worry; I was staring into his soul; I walk away as he’s asking me something…
Anyways, my boss comes over and asked if he was rude, and well, no, he was kind; i just didn’t know how to handle a stranger who’s genuinely cared
♡Sugar☆World☮ 